Sunday, February 25, 2007

And the hits just keep on comin'.

Girl2 is throwing up. There will be no going out for my birthday. There will, however, be lots and lots of cleaning up, rubbing backs and filling the tub for her.

The little old man no longer smacks my hand. He now chases me with a cattle prod yelling, "No restaurant for YOUUUUUUU."

The rest of the day absolutely sucked. Dh has yet to wish me a, "Happy birthday." None of my friends have called. No one on my board made any mention of the day. That includes one board where mine is the first birthday they've missed. They even keep a birthday list up on top that has today listed as my birthday.

Lots of other stuff has happened to tick me off. I am NOT a happy camper.

Count me as one of the losers who didn't know it was your birthday. ow...I just can't believe it's been a year since your party. Hey, we should throw ourselves a belated bday party. I vote for any place that serves chips and margaritas. My treat! Just LMK ahead of time so I can get a sitter. Oh, and we picked up the same bug, probably from the same place. My kids were puking all night Sunday. Leah

Heeeeeeere's Reiza

About the title

In While They're At War, Kristin Henderson compares military life with going to Mars. When you return to the civilian world, you step off the spaceship and return to Earth for good, only to find you're out of place.******************She's right and we're adjusting. Welcome to my Earth where we still dream in Martian and search desperately for our place in the world.